Five months pregnant. Four hours sleep. Another bus-induced loss of breakfast on the street. This morning, I was determined to sit on the Metro.
So when I got on and saw there were no seats, I made a bee line for the end of the car, where I could lean against the door and slide to the floor. Which I proceeded to do. Two stops later, the nice gentleman sitting in the seat next to me noticed what I was doing, got up, and offered me his seat, which I gratefully accpeted.
But I still felt the need to explain, "Thanks, I'm five months pregnant." I wanted the guy to know I had an excuse for being that pathetic!
My poor pathetic baby! But the big question is "Why did it take two stops for the guy to notice you were on the floor????" Momma
Posted by: Momma on February 7, 2003 04:51 PM